Monday, January 25, 2010

FML: Seriously. F. M. L.

I was so freaking excited about tonight. It was the final night of my cake class. I made a beautiful layer cake that I was going to decorate for my MIL's birthday tomorrow. I worked well into the night last night to get the base ready.

I was so proud of this effort. My first REAL cake.

I had everything packed up, I was all ready to go, the cake container was secure. I was wearing my magic pants to class tonight, because damn it, I was going to be comfortable. I bounded out of the house, happy and excited.

that last is the picture after DH took off the top layer, which was covered in grass and dirt, thinking he could salvage it. I bawled. And I still don't understand why my cake container, which has never had a single issue, suddenly broke on me tonight, on a night I was the happiest I have been in a while.